nonsense

[ichigaara]

today, i feel the dark surround me
and i can't sense my skin
i feel it grasp me like its canopy
into the night's a pain that shakes like spin

it does not make now any sense
i only work on my defense
i should be ignorant and heartless
i'm in the verge, that i confess

it's darker now, i should be thinking
it's too late to hope for other
the lights are scary and they're blinding
i'm meant to cut it, yes, to scatter

so, if i say this just in case
no one has understood yet the base
it's just a shaman's dream i curse
it's just a lousy bunch of verse...

i did not count it, not alas
i should repeat, i'm not the mistress
i do my job, and not so fast
for me it's not at all a stress

i do declare myself on fire
that death could be in my desire
and for many of that word's flee

i do declare: it should be ME!